When Long Aotian saw this scene, he couldn't help but look back at the smiling old dean.
This old man looked like he was dying and could barely stand, but his magical attainments and understanding were truly astonishing.
Long Aotian sighed: "Sure enough, the older the ginger, the more spicy it is. Andrew is far behind."
The old dean is well aware of the role of the magician corps on the battlefield. It is not just about carrying out magic bombardments and forcibly destroying all enemies at the cost of exhausting all magic energy.
Magicians who have exhausted all their magic energy often become waste and expendable, and die the fastest on the battlefield. They do not even have the most basic self-protection ability and their own value.
Excellent magicians are good at saving magic energy and combining many magic spells to achieve greater effects on the battlefield, changing the battlefield situation and thus laying the foundation for victory.
For example, take advantage of the weather and location.
The morale of the Knights Templar is extremely high, their strength is not weak either, and the armor on their bodies possesses divine power and a certain magic damage reduction effect. Even if 200,000 magicians launch a magic bombardment with all their strength, I am afraid that even if they use up all the magic energy in their bodies, they may not be able to really kill all the one million Knights Templar.
Instead of taking risks like this, it is better to use magic to forcibly change the terrain, create a combat , and use the power and attributes of nature to greatly weaken the power of the Knights Templar.
At that time, whether they continue the magic bombardment or watch the magic puppets carry out the final encirclement and suppression, the initiative on the battlefield is still in their hands, because the magicians of the magician legion still have a large amount of magic power that has not been used up.
You can cast one, two, even three, four... waves of magic at any time!
The situation on the battlefield gradually deteriorated. The Temple Knights simply could not withstand such a fierce magic attack. No! This was no longer just magic damage!
The meteor shower had stopped long ago, and the tornado and the earth slowness had also disappeared. Except for the second frost halo that the magicians continued to cast as a friendly protection magic, the magician army had no further action.
Because it’s not needed anymore!
The entire battlefield was on fire!
This is originally a plain area, covered with dry grass, bushes, short trees, and flammable plants everywhere!
The fire gradually grew stronger, and nature showed its power . The magicians' guidance was no longer needed. The fierce fire, accompanied by the remaining power of the tornado, continued to rush towards the Knights Temple.
Just like a suckling pig roasted over a raging fire, the aroma of the burnt meat kept wafting out, and Long Aotian couldn't help swallowing his saliva a few times.
The magician army only needs to continue to maintain the frost armor of its friendly forces, and create some wind from time to time to control the spread of the fire. It does not need to do anything else.
Just watch the show, watching the Temple Knights wailing in the flames, using their fighting spirit to resist the flames while fighting the enemy.
The players in the live broadcast room were all in an uproar, staring in disbelief.
"Can magic be played like this? Damn, Death Scourge is so fucking hardcore! I give in!"
"Is this old guy the reincarnation of Zhou Yu? I seriously doubt that the game programmer who designed this NPC is a fan of the Three Kingdoms. How can he use fire attack so well?"
"In ancient times, there was Zhou Yu burning the Red Cliffs. Today, there is the Magic Burning God Sect! Alas, since there is already a dean, why is there a palace master?"
"There's no point in fighting. If I had known the magician corps was so powerful, I should have let them go on the field a long time ago!"
"Brothers, chop! This is the easiest way to earn points! We're going to make a fortune!"
"Urgently looking for 300 life points! I want to be resurrected to join the battle! Gold-making studio, please private message me, I'm waiting online, very urgent!"
The originally tense atmosphere in the live broadcast room suddenly became cheerful.
Because the battlefield situation looked like they were going to lose anyway, many players had not planned to waste life points to revive and continue fighting, but now it looks like they are going to win!
There's nothing to say about that. No matter what, they will sell everything they have and rush to the battlefield to get a piece of the pie after being resurrected.
The key is to get more points!
When it comes to games, interests naturally come first; when it comes to team battles, it feels good to win.
The two combined have led to many players who were originally tired and planning to take a break, now deciding to grit their teeth and play for a few more hours before logging off to rest!
This is a rare opportunity. With the support of the Magician Corps, we can deal with these Temple Knights!
"We're going to turn the tables! We're going to turn the tables!"
Long Aotian shouted excitedly: "Brothers, we are going to turn the tables!"
The team was at a disadvantage in the battle, but reinforcements arrived and they turned the tables!
This typical template plot of a cool novel has already happened to me!
It has been confirmed that Long Aotian is the true male protagonist in the online game!
"It's going to be a comeback!"
The level 3 skeleton secretary beside Long Aotian was also very excited and happily grabbed Long Aotian's arm: "Brother Long! If you said that if we win the team fight, you promised me that we will meet in the evening..."
"this……"
Long Aotian's face froze and he touched his waist reflexively, but he couldn't let down his manliness in public!
The secretary was about to cry: "Husband..."
Long Aotian gritted his teeth angrily: "No problem! I'll feed you enough tonight!"
“It’s really… incredible!”
Even the mature and steady Bai Xiaosheng couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that if we want to win this battle, we still have to rely on the magicians!"
There is no way around it. Since Esk Continent is the first expansion pack, the player base has not increased as a whole. If you want to complete the game, you must take advantage of the momentum.
However, Bai Xiaosheng believes that as the potential of Death Scourge is fully activated, its popularity will increase.
The second and third expansion packs will definitely be dominated by players, and there will no longer be a need to seek sponsorship from NPCs!
The excitement of the game of comeback is beyond the imagination of outsiders.
The players of the Third and Fourth Legions gathered their last bit of strength and attacked the Temple Knights with an even more fierce attack.
The Knights Temple did not surrender. The Paladins and High Priests tried their best to turn the tide of the battle. The monks also tried their best to use their magic to help the warriors in their own camp.
But it was of no avail, the fire was too fierce!
The continent of Esk is just a low-magic plane. Although magic and fighting spirit exist, the overall fighting method is still affected by the power of nature.
On the continent of Esk, there has not yet been a strong person who can absolutely influence and control the power of nature. Even the magicians need to unite to guide the natural trend to attack the enemy.
There were as many as one million Temple Knights, but not many were killed by the Undead players. Instead, at least 200,000 of them were burned to death by the flames!
In just a short while, two hundred thousand people were burned to death.
What the hell is this?
"No points! No points for those who were burned to death!"
Long Aotian beat his chest and stamped his feet, shouting: "Hurry up and finish off the enemies, don't just stand there, fight back and get back the money you gained in this teamfight!"
The players' offensive became more fierce, rushing to besiege the already severely injured Temple Knights.
Xu Xiaofan was secretly reaping the benefits, harvesting life points on the battlefield.
Since Xu Xiaofan had not fully recovered his power as the God of Death, he was unable to forcibly harvest the remaining life energy of dead creatures on any battlefield.
There must be a medium!
That is the power of the Death believers as a medium. Only when the creatures are killed by the Death believers can Xu Xiaofan harvest the life energy.
Because the creatures killed by the believers of the God of Death will inevitably be entangled with a faint power of faith and the breath of the God of Death, and can be locked by the power of the God of Death and have their life energy extracted.
As a god, although Xu Xiaofan uses the energy of life span as the basis of his strength rather than the power of faith, it does not mean that Xu Xiaofan has not collected the power of faith.
However, his power of faith is not used like that of other gods. Xu Xiaofan's power of faith is mostly used on the believers themselves and on the creatures that the believers want to kill.
The believers of the god of death are the medium. The power of faith of the believers of the god of death is a concrete manifestation of the breath of death. It is a bridge to lock onto dead creatures and provides a channel for extracting life energy.
Although the players did not kill the Knights Templar, Andrew and other magicians from the Northern City are all believers of the God of Death!
They merged into the magician army and participated in the magic attack, causing fires to appear all over the sky. The flames in many areas of the battlefield were filled with the breath of death and the power of faith.
A large part of the life energy of the Temple Knights after their death can be extracted by Xu Xiaofan, and the magicians are not players and do not need life energy to increase their levels. 100% of the life energy quota belongs to Xu Xiaofan himself!
Comfortable! Relaxed!
Just lie down in the kingdom of God and you can harvest the energy of life!
Xu Xiaofan sighed with satisfaction: "This is the correct way to open the Grim Reaper!"
It ’s just
Tsk, what a pity!
…
More and more Temple Knights were burned to death, the battlefield was in chaos, and the blood dripping onto the ground was instantly evaporated by the high temperature.
This place has become a hell of fire!
It’s over, we’re going to lose!
Just when despair was rising in the hearts of the temple knights, the temple master took action!
"A Tribute to Light!"
The clear, old, and pious chanting voice resounded throughout the battlefield.
The familiar rain of light appeared again.
The Praise of Light is a high-level divine art, an extraordinary power that surpasses the native power system of the Esk continent!
Although the Palace Master could not fully unleash the effect of the Hymn of Light even with his full strength, the power of the rain of light that appeared was terrifying enough!
They fell from the sky and landed into the flames, greatly suppressing the fire, repairing the wounds on the Temple Knights, healing the damage, and restoring the Temple Knights' physical strength and fighting spirit.
In addition, it also caused great harm to all the undead players on the battlefield!
The familiar jumping damage once again appeared above the heads of all players.
100, 200, 300... The damage numbers kept increasing. Many players died in an instant without even a chance to resist, and returned to the kingdom of God.
"Damn it, this NPC is cheating! He's cheating again!"
Ma Ke was so angry that he was about to smash his gaming helmet: "I almost killed Adolf just now! I died again!"
This is a plain area, and players have nowhere to hide!
Long Aotian’s expression froze: “Oh no! This old guy has used his ultimate move again!”
And judging from the scale and damage values, this old thing has probably unleashed all its strength without leaving any room for maneuver, and the effect is even more powerful than last time!
“Ahem!”
The hall master coughed slightly, with a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes remained firm, holding the glowing scepter high, his voice still calm and majestic: "God is watching us! Warriors, keep moving forward!"
